Maybe it’s because there’s a baby on the way or maybe it’s because the Parakeet wakes up in the night and sometimes has trouble getting back to sleep, BUT songs from her childhood are resurfacing in her head. In Snippets. Choruses. Refrains.
This morning’s just won’t stop. She thinks it is a hangover from church and not Girl Scouts. The only words she can remember are…

I knowed it, knowed it, indeed I knowed it brother,
I knowed it **whee**  dese bones gonna rise again

Anyone? There are hand motions…


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